Heart of stone
May screamed, instinctively trying to shield him, but the attackers overpowered her, forcing her to the floor.
One of the assailants grabbed her roughly, holding a gun to her head. “You’re too dangerous,” a voice hissed. “You should have stayed silent.”
May’s mind raced—her thoughts a jumble of fear, anger, and desperation. She realized that her enemies had infiltrated her circle, and that trust was now a weapon they wielded against her.
As the assailants dragged her away, she caught a fleeting glimpse of James, bleeding but defiant, fighting to stay conscious. The betrayal cut deeper than any wound—someone she had trusted had sold her out, and now her life was hanging in the balance.